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{ || Female || Deaf || 17 years || Mood; Meh.|| Theo & Ronan || Tag; No one atm. || }
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Emileerubbed the stallion's nose and nudged him over, away from biting her shirt. She blinked, looking towards Kathrine again "there is a possibility that he did run away from his owner." She agreed. She really did wonder where he came from. Emilee shuffled her foot, feeling junior nudging her again. She rubbed his cheeks again, keeping him calm.
{ || Female || Deaf || 17 years || Mood; Meh.|| Theo & Ronan || Tag; No one atm. || }
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Emileerubbed the stallion's nose and nudged him over, away from biting her shirt. She blinked, looking towards Kathrine again "there is a possibility that he did run away from his owner." She agreed. She really did wonder where he came from. Emilee shuffled her foot, feeling junior nudging her again. She rubbed his cheeks again, keeping him calm.
J A S O N
{ || Male || 22 years || A Lark's Song ||Mood; Content || Location; barn || }
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Jason picked up his tack and began walking into barn, looking for the tack room. He looked around, before seeing someone(Scarlett) walk by. "Excuse me miss, would yo mind showing me to the tack room? I can't seem to find it." He said, a bit akwardly. He was never really one to anticiate conversation, he was the type of person who often waited to be spoken to before he would speak. He blinked "I'm new here and I am not very good at directions." He said, truthfully.
Lark snorted, ears erect and alert. She had severe seperation anxiety from Jason and she felt very vulnerable when he left her alone. She swished her tail anxiously. She looked around, the whites of her eyes showing and side stepped closer to the trailer, letting out a shrill whinny, a sure sign of her discomfort. "Jason... Hurry back, don't like this place..." She murmured to herself, continuing to swish her tail.
{ || Male || 22 years || A Lark's Song ||Mood; Content || Location; barn || }
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Jason picked up his tack and began walking into barn, looking for the tack room. He looked around, before seeing someone(Scarlett) walk by. "Excuse me miss, would yo mind showing me to the tack room? I can't seem to find it." He said, a bit akwardly. He was never really one to anticiate conversation, he was the type of person who often waited to be spoken to before he would speak. He blinked "I'm new here and I am not very good at directions." He said, truthfully.
Lark snorted, ears erect and alert. She had severe seperation anxiety from Jason and she felt very vulnerable when he left her alone. She swished her tail anxiously. She looked around, the whites of her eyes showing and side stepped closer to the trailer, letting out a shrill whinny, a sure sign of her discomfort. "Jason... Hurry back, don't like this place..." She murmured to herself, continuing to swish her tail.